If they want artillery support at this time...!

"Hello!" Thank God, a human voice finally came from the phone.

"Brother, be careful. There is a Hebrew gunman coming in!"

"I know, thank you!" The person on the other side of the phone thanked him and hung up the phone.

"The call is connected? How are you on the mountain?" Ding San walked in with a gun.

"It's clear! Our artillery observation post is finished." The old monkey sighed.

"How did you know? Didn't the phone call go through?" Ding San was a little confused.

"Yes, but I know there are three Shandong people inside the observation post.

They all spoke with a Shandong accent, but the person who answered the phone this time didn't.

Also, when will they say, thank you, such an extremely polite thing?"

"...! Damn it, let's go to the artillery observation post on the top of the mountain."

"It's too late, I'm afraid everyone has already left if I go at this time.

Above the artillery observation post, there is a defense map of our and Russian positions.

They must be here for this thing!"

"Then let's...!"

"You and I will take a platoon directly to the observation post on the mountain, and the second and third platoons will outflank it from both sides.

He can kill three people at once without even shooting.

There must be more than three of them. Tell them to arrest anyone they don't know in the woods.

Not even if you speak in Ming Dynasty!"

"good!"

Ding San went outside to recruit manpower and told several platoon leaders what the mission was.

For Old Monkey, call the group and report what happened here.

A group of people got into the forest and ran towards the forest on the opposite side.

This bastard terrain, there are not many mountains around Kursk.

But there was a large stretch of mountainous area around him, stretching for more than ten kilometers.

This brought great convenience to the Hebrews to escape.

The old monkey led his brothers to run "clop" and "clop", and the group there also sent people to look for it in the mountains with dogs.

I ran to the observation post on the top of the mountain in one breath. Sure enough, three Ming army soldiers fell in a pool of blood.

The Hebrews did not use guns, but daggers.

He wiped his neck with a knife. Looking at the wound, he knew that the person who used the knife was very clean and killed him with one move.

Their guns were all gone. It was obvious that the Ming army's guns were very attractive to these Hebrews.

I looked through it inside and out, but couldn't find the defense map of the nearby Ming and Russian troops.

Here is this picture, as long as it is because you are afraid of hitting your own people with artillery fire during a surprise attack.

But now, it has been taken away by the Hebrews, and I don’t know where they got the information.

"The man probably hasn't gone far yet, chase him!" The old monkey checked the footprints on the ground.

Fortunately, it has been raining these days, and the sun just came out today, so the ground has not been dried yet.

The Ming army wore rubber-soled land combat boots, while the Hebrews wore leather boots.

"There are footprints here!" Ding San shouted from behind the observation post.

Everyone ran behind the observation post and saw a mess of footprints, starting from here and continuing into the forest.

The old monkey looked down for a while and frowned.

"There are three opponents, all wearing leather boots. Three of them can kill three of our veterans silently.

It can be seen that these people are not mediocre.

But, why did they want to shoot me?

If they didn't fire that shot, we wouldn't have thought that the outpost would be attacked by surprise."

"I'll go ask you." After Ding San finished speaking, he made a gesture to his men.

A squad of Ming soldiers followed Ding San into the woods.

The forest in this area is relatively dense, and it is still on the northern slope.

Even though the weather is sunny, there isn't much sunshine here.

The ground in the forest was wet, especially the tree roots protruding from the ground, which were extremely slippery.

If you accidentally step on it, you will most likely be knocked off your feet.

"Damn it, I wish I had a dog." Ding San cursed.

Back then, I encountered many snipers in the mountains of Chechnya.

Many people died during the Russian army's suppression campaign.

The Ming army learned well and got many Mongolian hounds.

When you go up the mountain, release the dogs so that the snipers have nowhere to hide.

Many snipers were killed by a swarm of Mongolian hounds before they even fired two shots.

Ding San had seen it a few times, and the deaths of those people were extremely ugly.

A lot of the flesh on the face was torn off, and it looked hideous and terrifying!

But now there are no dogs, so we can only rely on people to move forward.

If those old bastards are hiding behind that bush, give you a shot.

Although the shooter is most likely dead, you will definitely not recover either.

When people have reached this stage, it is time to kill one person to make up for the loss, and kill two people to earn one.

"Don't be too close together. Stand far away. One grenade can kill you three."

Ding San pointed helplessly at the few recruits who always liked to get together.

There is no sunlight in the woods, and dark places are always scary, so these recruits are even more willing to get together.

Ding San was a little helpless, as there had been many new recruits coming to the company recently.

At the same time, many veterans were taken away, and it was said that new troops were to be formed.

Those veterans were removed and all became squad leaders.

Originally, the regiment wanted to remove Ding San, saying that he was going to be the company commander of another regiment.

However, Ding San disagreed life and death, and Old Monkey tried his best to persuade him to stay.

In the end, the group leader made the decision to keep Ding San.

Because the group leader heard from somewhere that the old monkey and the young marshal had a good relationship, he came to help them.

In fact, everyone likes to be promoted, but Ding San is more willing to be with his brothers.

The feeling of being with brothers is much greater than the temptation of being a company commander.

If nothing else, you can give your back to your brothers on the battlefield.

But he didn't feel at ease and left it to these raw recruits.

You even have to be on guard, in case these guys get nervous and their guns go off.

It's just your bad luck again...!

Then see you at the Martyrs Cemetery!

Only after the recruits have fought two battles and survived successfully, Ding San will choose to believe in them.

The recruits heard Ding San's shout and finally opened a little distance.

The trees and vegetation in the mountain forest were very dense, and the recruits were instinctively nervous and afraid, and they did not dare to distance themselves much.

This time, Ding San walked at the back.

His eyes were looking around like chainsaws, a sniper rifle was slung on his back, and he was holding an Aka rifle in his hand.

Hand on the trigger, ready to shoot.

"Deputy company commander, there are footprints here."

A new recruit shouted, and everyone immediately looked over.

Ding San suddenly felt uneasy, and without saying a word, he immediately lowered his body and squatted on the ground.
Chapter completed!